Daddy wears his T-shirt in the cool Kentucky rain.While a boy in pure white briefs looks out the foggy window paneEven though his hamster died he finds comfort and this I swear.You can't over love your underwear'Cause comfort ain't just found in teddy bearsThere's no labels hanging anywhereYou can't ever over love, over love your underwear.And now Jon and I are going bike riding.